The hurt,
The pain,
The sorrows,
All unchained,
Broken and shattered,
Lost in the layers,
A lot of loose tears,
A lot of loose ends that has never been put back together for 2 years.

The smashing,
The crashing,
The burning,
All of the screaming I held in my lungs,
Finally escaped,
That felt like glass, was stuck into place,
Replacing me softly,
Wishing it was only poison.

All I wanna do is scream,
Til there’s nothing else for me to scream about,
Nothing else for me to think about,
To cry about,
Feeling numb is what I feel inside,
Pretending “im fine”, so nobody has something to worry about,
But really, I don’t want anyone else but you,
And yet, I’ve seem to have ruined that and messed that up too.

All I wanna do is scream,
And as soon as I do that,
Finally more tears,
Finally more pain,
Finally calm surface,
Finally numbs the sorrows that I’ve kept hidden for so long,
The shaking,
The shallow breathing,
The stained tears that I let flow down my face and not to be seen by others,
Until I exit the hollowed place that echoed throughout the warehouse,
To hear that “I am not okay”.